Last night I found an old box of Cheerios stashed way in the back of the pantry. The label indicated that it should have been consumed about a month ago.
Well, I hate to waste food, so I took the box and emptied into the cattle trough along with their usual bucket of oats and corn. When I went out later to fill the water tank, I saw that the dumb beasts didn't eat the Cheerios. They had done their best to get the oats and corn, but the Toasty O's still remained.
I was steamed. Who are they to snub perfectly fine stale cereal? Stupid hoofers.
This morning I shoved the still un-eaten Cheerios to one end of the trough and poured in some more oats and corn. The cows came down and crowded around the Cheerio-free zone. I couldn't take it. I went out and hollered at them and called them names and tried to shame them into eating the Cheerios. (Some of my finer parenting skills coming into play.)
This afternoon I headed out to the trough to clean out the Cheerios lest my father-in-law see the mess and have a great laugh at my expense...and behold! Empty trough. Bone dry. Licked clean.
Good cows. Good cows. Don't be surprised if there's not a few extra molasses pellets at dinner tonight!
Never underestimate the power of ridicule.
Posted by Cathy at July 8, 2004 03:25 PMObviously the beeves consider Cheerios™ to be a breakfast item and not appropriate for dinner.
Posted by: aelfheld at July 8, 2004 04:51 PMDid you ever think maybe it wasn't the cows who ate the stale Cheerios? What about all those other critters?
Posted by: greengoddess at July 8, 2004 06:34 PMMaybe your father in law cleaned out the trough so your feelings wouldn't be hurt?
Posted by: DaveP at July 9, 2004 10:22 AMNope. It was the cows. Father-in-law wasn't home and it would have taken an ark of other critters to clean out that trough.
It was me. Me, me, me. Me, I tell you! Bwah ha ha ha ha ha!
Posted by: Cathy at July 9, 2004 02:51 PM